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Although it is located in the northernmost part of the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, Quel'Thalas is not the coldest place in the entire Eastern Kingdom as most people imagine.

Contrary to reality, under the influence of magic, Quel'Thalas feels like spring all year round, with only three months a year when you can feel a slight chill. Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the human kingdom of Lordaeron adjacent to the high elven kingdom was already covered in snow, the weather here was just like warm spring, skipping midsummer and entering late autumn.

This place always seems to be shrouded in sunshine and vitality. The spring here is so long that various crops here can reach three or even four crops a year. This fully makes up for the elves' fanaticism for the forest and allows them to Even if the forest is not cultivated for a long time and only a small amount of farmland is maintained, it is enough to supply the country's food needs - there is even room to grow various fruits, herbs and other cash crops.

Although the population is sparse, Quel'Thalas has a long lifespan and a high level of magic, and its strength far exceeds that of human countries with populations that are several times or even dozens of times larger than hers, and it has maintained a transcendent status for a long time. For thousands of years, only the Amani trolls entrenched in the Zul'Aman jungle southeast of Quel'Thalas have been able to bring some trouble to this country.

However, even the Amani trolls can no longer threaten the peace and tranquility of this paradise country.

As early as fourteen years ago, the fourth year after the opening of the Dark Portal that changed the entire history of Azeroth.

Thanks to the efforts of the high elves and their two allies: the Wildhammer dwarves and the humans, the last Amani troll was slain in the jungles of Zul'Aman, and the last threat to Quel'Thalas was removed.

Then, the alliance defeated the orcs, a powerful enemy from another world.

Since then, the war-torn Azeroth has finally returned to peace - at least in Quel'Thalas.

In the blink of an eye, fourteen years have passed.

For humans, fourteen years is a long time. Fourteen years is enough for a generation to grow up from birth to share the burden of their parents and become a new force... But for high elves with lifespans of thousands of years, It is said that fourteen years are just a passing cloud.

But even the harshest high elves have to admit that this is the most peaceful fourteen years they have ever spent.

There are no more constant troubles from the border, no news of those nasty green-skinned monsters, no sad deaths and obituaries, and even the rangers patrolling the border have become much more lazy.

Even the big shots in the Silver Moon Council said that this was the beginning of the best era for the high elves, and they had won at least a generation of peace for their descendants.

Indeed, under the influence of Ye Ting, history was changed. The high elves did not experience the joint sneak attack by the orcs and the trolls as in the official history, and experienced that tragic massacre. Even at the most intense moment of the orc war, the war It still only happened thousands of miles away, far away from this fertile land.

But I don't know when, the smoke of war and the breath of death once again enveloped the country silently.

But the elves were unaware of their arrogance and closed-mindedness.

No, they are not completely unaware - at least among the people.

At night, the Garden Market in Silver Moon City is still very lively. In the highly civilized Quel'Thalas, the high elves have a rich nightlife that far exceeds human imagination. Although the high elves are not as rough and drunk as the dwarves, there are still many taverns and a rich tavern culture. Even the high elves who claim to be civilized will show their enthusiastic and wild side in a lively tavern.

Of course, like other cities and countries, these pubs are also the distribution centers for gossip. As the most mixed place in the entire city, all kinds of news from all over Azeroth gather here, spreading from the gossips of citizens, the boasts of sailors, and the chants of bards.

These messages are mixed between true and false, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false. Some people will be stunned for a moment, while others regard them all as jokes, but the most astute people can extract the most authentic intelligence from countless bizarre messages.

Traveler's Dream is one of the most popular taverns and inns in Silvermoon City. After passing through the solid wooden door of the tavern, the interior of the tavern is as lively as ever, like a party scene: wooden tables and chairs are arranged chaotically, and people Enjoy socializing in the hotel, drinking fruit wine and barley wine. The hotel owner and attendants are constantly bringing out various foods and good wines from the bar. The fire in the fireplace is burning brightly, and thick meat is being stewed in the oven. The steam of soup and broth is constantly wafting inside the tavern.

Even the elegant elves became lively in such an atmosphere. There were two drunk guys hugging each other next to the bonfire in the center of the venue, dancing human dances to the cheerful singing of the bard - that was A fast-paced tap dance, not as elegant as the elf dance, but full of movement.

In addition to elves, there are also humans and dwarves in the hotel. Such scenes are very rare in Quel'Thalas, which is relatively arrogant and exclusive. There is even a businessman from Kul Tiras who is being clumsily beaten by a high-ranking man. The elf danced with him, and his strange movements made the people present laugh.

On the dance floor, there were many elves and men dancing intimately under the influence of alcohol. Compared with various means of enjoyment, high elves have never been inferior to other races.

Of course, there were also many people who did not join in the dance. They sat on the long table nearby, drinking and chatting with the people around them. People who drink often talk very loudly. These small talk make the whole tavern seem noisy, and countless stories are told from their mouths.

But in such a lively tavern, there was such a weirdo, wearing an exquisite dark robe, who ordered a glass of expensive fruit wine and stayed in the corner to drink it.

The bartenders were not surprised by such customers, but were accustomed to them - most of these weirdos were the mage masters in the mage tower. In the magical country of Quel'Thalas, they saw many such people. Instead of rejecting such guests, the bartenders welcome them because they are often rich, generous and never cause trouble.

At this moment, this strange guest was drinking wine while silently listening to the chatter of the drinkers around him.

"……It is said that something fell from the sky a few days ago and landed on the island in the west. There was a loud noise. Did you hear it?……"

"……The gentlemen of the Silver Moon Council are meeting again, this time to discuss how to scout the island.……"

"……It's a meeting again. They can only hold meetings... Then it will take weeks to discuss.……"

"……A few days ago, there seemed to be someone called 'Original God'……"

"……Another person was killed on Murder Trail……"

"……Did you hear that? The humans in the south are fighting again, and the short-lived species can make a scene!"

"……I heard that their prince killed their king……"

"……I heard a short-lived businessman say that it was not humans who started the war, but a group of dead people - the dead crawled out of the cemetery and wanted to fight against the living - these humans are really making a fuss.……"

"……The most ridiculous thing is that the current ranger general Sylvanas actually took this news seriously and actually wanted to lead troops to……"

"……Without those two-toed beasts as opponents, could she bear it anymore?……"

Hearing this, the person under the robe couldn't help but frown.